Jason Aldean Fly over States song lyrics

A couple of guys in first class on a flight

From New York to Los Angeles

Kinda making small talk, killing time

Flirting with the flight attendants

30, 000 feet above, could be Oklahoma

Just a bunch of square cornfields and wheat farms

Man it all looks the same

Miles and miles of backroads and highways

Connecting little towns with funny names

Who'd want to live down there in the middle of nowhere?

They've never drove through Indiana

Met a man who plowed that earth

Planted that seed, busted his ass for you and me

Or caught a harvest moon in Kansas

They'd understand why God made those fly over states

I bet that mile long Santa Fe freight train engineer's seen it all

Just like that flatbed cowboy stacking US steel on a 3-day haul

Road and rails under their feet

Yeah that sounds like a first class seat

On the plains of Oklahoma

With a windshield sunset in your eyes

Like a watercolor painted sky

You'd think heavens doors have opened

You'll understand why God made

Those fly over states

Take a ride across the badlands

Feel that freedom on your face

Breathe in all that open space

Meet a girl from Amarillo

You'll understand why God made

Might even want to plant your stakes

In those fly over states

Have you ever been through Indiana

On the plains of Oklahoma

Take a ride